move on the part of the Orb. He was the worst of the independent descendants if that makes you feel any better.”
“Do they all go mad like that?”
“Let me show you.” Kali walked down the hall, past the bedroom and into the casual area where a large mirror took up space on one wall. With the most delicate brush of her fingers, the mirror came to life.
The first image was that of a child playing with a doll. Another child said something that the focus didn’t like, and the doll burst into flames.
“What you are seeing is Naska. She is a normal girl aside from her ability to cause fires. The energy has begun to work on her moral centre, and soon, she will use it to manipulate those around her, because there is no one to keep her in check.”
Images flicked across the screen of the girl growing into a woman, and every scenario was more violent than the last.
Kali sighed. “Those born to that universe were never meant to carry that much power from the universe long dead. It cannot help but drive them insane, they are reaching for a universe that is no longer there.”
Quinn blinked. “That is very complicated, but how does it work with the rest of us? Will we all go nuts?”
Kali shifted into her stellar skin pattern, and the Orb spoke. “There is a reason that I only claim those who have been tuned to me after their deaths. Your bond with the universe you were born to is severed, and so, I am free to take you as my own.”
Iskanu stood behind Quinn and wrapped his arms around her. “I beg to differ, she is mine.”
Kali resumed her normal appearance of a redheaded Terran and laughed. Mist coiled around her. “We all belong to someone, but we also belong to the Orb.”
The mist slid under Kali’s clothing, and with a low throaty chuckle, Kali and the mist disappeared.
Quinn looked up at Iskanu. “Was that mist…”
“Odin. He is a multi-form.” Iskanu ran his hands over her torso in a slow exploration, part seduction, part verification that she was in one piece.
Quinn turned in his arms. “Were you worried?”
“I was petrified.” His hands slowly caressed her back.
“Good. You matched me emotion for emotion then. I had to break a woman’s arm to get me into the arena. I hope she is all right.”
“Did you want to check on her?”
Quinn closed her eyes and shook her head, pressing her forehead to his chest. “I don’t want to look yet. If something happened to her, it is my fault. She was destined for a horrible death, but I didn’t rescue her from it. I simply took power away from an insane ruler. That could have made him more dangerous than ever.”
“The Orb would not have sent us if we couldn’t make a difference.” There was absolute certainty in his tone, and she looked up into his expression of concern.
She went up on her toes and brushed her lips against his. “I am glad you think so. What do you think of my new outfit?”
He chuckled at her obvious manipulation of his attention. “It is lovely, but I believe that there is something missing.”
He cupped her sex through her clothing and slowly rubbed her bare flesh.
“Oh, that. Right. They shaved me, only left my eyebrows and the hair on my head.” Her skin heated as the fabric pressed against her, and she rapidly became damp as his caress increased in pressure and speed.
Iskanu hooked his fingers upward as he continued to flex them. Her clit throbbed with tension, and wet heat coated his hand.
Quinn moaned low and widened her stance.
Iskanu knelt in front of her and sucked one hard nipple into his mouth before switching to the other. He used his free hand to plump up the mound of flesh as he ravenously suckled and slurped while his fingers rocked her clit into a pulsing beat that left her inches from a screaming culmination of the frustrated riot that he was conducting with masterful strokes.
Just as her knees were ready to collapse, he stopped. She wanted to scream, but she waited.
Iskanu grinned, showing